Why I am not in the majority of anything

I'm currently starting the scene where a hung-over, alcoholic, drug addicted, amputee, alternate universe version of an anthropomorphic fox from a science fiction web comic written by a nurse in Australia, is about to have a deep, heart-to-heart conversation with his mother.

Stands up and clears throat.

Hello, my name is Royce Day and I write fanfic.

Fic: Spin Recovery, Part Eleven

Note: This is the shortest scene I've posted so far, but it's self-contained and too good to hold back until I finish the next one.

( Rufus is not having a morn---, er, afternoon )